You look around
Your eyes searching for an answer
But it consumes you
Quick as cancer
What is the point
Of a boomerang that doesn't return
What is the point
Of a student that doesn't learn
Sometimes the more you want
The less you need
People turning on one another
In the name of greed
What is the point
Of a sunset minus the sun
What is the point
Of the night without stars
Just taking and no giving
A natural human trait
They lure you in
Just to use you as bait
What is the point
Of a sky without the blue
What is the point
Of me without you
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Thoughts as Words
Poetry"Breathe in experience, breathe out poetry" -Muriel Rukeyser "The crown of literature is poetry." -W. Somerset Maugham Poetry is truly a powerful way to display one's feelings, thoughts, and opinions. Sit back, relax, and let th...
